My life is ending, and my aloof CEO wife is taking revenge on me.

Chapter 20 I've Made Up My Mind

"Mr. Song, after the movie is released, I'll help you talk to Brother Zhang and make things clear."

Yu Chengliang kindly offered to help them resolve the misunderstanding, but Song Yafei shook her head and refused.

"He doesn't deserve it, and there's no need to explain it to him."

"Ms. Song, isn't this inappropriate? He's still your husband, after all..."

"It's just a name, don't take it to heart."

"That's not good at all!"

Although Yu Chengliang said it wasn't good, his eyes were filled with joy, and he couldn't suppress the smile on his lips.

Anyone passing by could hear the smirk in his words, but the shrewd and calculating Song Yafei was completely oblivious.

She frowned, absentmindedly rubbing her phone repeatedly, glancing at the time on it over and over again, lost in thought.

"Mr. Song, the operating room is ready. Let's take A-Liang for surgery now."

About half an hour later, Chen Li pushed a wheelchair and jogged over to pick up Yu Chengliang.

Song Yafei originally intended to go with them, but after taking only a few steps, she was refused by the two.

"Mr. Song, the director said he needs to talk to you and might call you in a bit. Why don't you wait here for us?"

"President Song, I'll look really ugly after the surgery, so please don't come over, or I'll feel guilty."

Seeing this, Song Yafei had no doubts, nodded gently, and sat on the bench to wait for them.

As dusk fell, she was left alone in the corridor. Her gaze kept drifting upwards before she shook her head.

Anyway, Yu Chengliang's surgery will take at least an hour, so why doesn't she go upstairs to check on her husband first?

I don't know what Song Yafei is thinking, but judging from her expression, she seems to be making a decision.

Do I have to choose between me and Yu Chengliang?

She got up, stepped over the threshold, took two steps, then stopped and retreated.

In the end, Song Yafei sat back down in her original seat.

She didn't know that if she had just taken one more step forward, she would have seen me hiding behind the door.

Perhaps then we'll have a chance to find out about the scam that Yu Chengliang and his agent set up.

Unfortunately, the moment she pulled her foot back, she not only lost the chance to know the real cause of the car accident, but also my last glimmer of hope for her.

I glanced at the recording interface on my phone screen and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Even if I played this recording for her, she probably wouldn't believe it.

In Song Yafei's eyes, I was a despicable traitor, while Yu Chengliang was a good person who swallowed his anger.

Since that's the case, I'd better not make a fool of myself.

buzzing.

I held onto the escalator, my steps heavy as I climbed the stairs, when my phone suddenly started vibrating rapidly.

I glanced at the screen; it was Song Yafei calling.

If I hadn't overheard her conversation with Yu Chengliang, or hadn't known that she was less than a hundred meters away, I might have been very happy to receive her call.

But now, all I feel is endless sorrow.

In this world, I am ultimately alone.

Back in the ward, the tear stains on my face had dried, and my gaze gradually became clear and firm.

Standing by the window, gazing at the night sky above the courtyard like a curtain, I dialed Uncle Feng's number.

"Hey, Uncle Feng."

I had been crying for so long that when I opened my mouth, my voice was hoarse and incoherent, with a heavy nasal tone.

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, followed by a sigh, "...You've figured it out?"

"Ah."

"She agreed?"

“I haven’t told her yet, but it doesn’t matter anymore. If a couple has been separated for two years, they can be considered divorced.”

Although I've decided to leave Song Yafei, saying it still makes my heart ache so much that I can hardly breathe.

"Well, since you've thought it through, let's arrange a time to meet and discuss it in detail."

"it is good."

After thinking about it, I arranged a meeting time with Uncle Feng based on my recovery period, and then hung up the phone.

I didn't sleep well that night; I had a series of nightmares of all kinds.

When I woke up, my clothes were soaked with cold sweat.

buzzing.

My phone vibrated uneasily on the bedside table; it was Song Yafei calling again.

I glanced at it and pressed the reject button without thinking.

Without even looking, I can imagine how furious Song Yafei must be.

But that's no longer something I should care about. From the moment I decided to make that call to Uncle Feng, it meant I had begun to sever ties with her.

Besides, she and I are only a few steps apart. If she really cares, why can't she come over herself?

The screen lit up again, and seeing that familiar name, I gave a self-deprecating laugh, chose to reject the call, and turned off my phone.

Even after I finished my rehabilitation in the afternoon and returned, Song Yafei didn't come upstairs to check on me.

Instead, after I turned my phone on, I received a threatening text message from her.

—Zhang Tian, ​​well done! I'll see how long you can last!

We used to be the people who loved each other the most, but now we've come to this point. It's impossible not to feel heartbroken.

I suppressed my bitterness and called Xu Hu.

"Hey, Brother Tian."

"Xu Hu, I need your help."

"Brother Tian, ​​if there's anything between us, just tell me. As long as it's within my power, I'll do my best!"

Hearing his righteous words warmed my heart and dispelled the gloom of the past few days.

"I'd like to stay with you for a while after I'm discharged from the hospital, is that alright?"

"What's the big deal? As long as you don't mind that my place is small, you can stay as long as you want!"

Thank you. I'll be discharged in about ten days, and I'll contact you then.

"Okay, no problem."

With a huge weight lifted from my shoulders, I feel much lighter.

For the next ten miles or so, I devoted myself entirely to rehabilitation, hoping to be discharged from the hospital as soon as possible and earn money to repay Lin Qiuran.

Originally, I wanted to wait for Lin Qiuran to come to the hospital so I could tell him about my future plans.

As a result, because I refused Song Yafei's call, I angered her directly. The next day, she sent Lin Qiuran on a business trip, which lasted for more than a month, in an attempt to sideline me.

Such a tactic might work on sixteen-year-old Zhang Tian.

But I'm past the age of being afraid of being alone, and I no longer need anyone's company, including her, my wife in name only.

In just over two weeks, I adjusted my schedule, resumed rehabilitation on time, and was discharged from the hospital ahead of schedule as I had hoped.

That day, Xu Hu borrowed a van to pick me up from the hospital.

Although the car was drafty, it creaked and groaned all the way, as if it were about to fall apart at any moment.

My heart was filled with peace and ease; every breath of air tasted of freedom.

What I didn't know was that less than half an hour after I left the hospital, Song Yafei finally lowered her head and went to my ward on her own initiative.